After finding no motivation to continue working (been doing work the whole day) (oh, its due tmr btw, and i'm only half done), I turned to the Bible hoping to be motivated. And. After randomly flipping through hoping for divine afflatus, I chance upon Ecclesiastes. . . or was it Ephesians? Meh. Whatever comes after Proverbs. (Clearly somebody doesn't read much). ONLY TO HAVE IT TELL ME THAT EVERYTHING IS MEANINGLESS.

SOME SIGN THAT WAS. KANASAI. Now I feel more deflated. Bleep bleep bleep T_T. Sniff sniff.

#6 Something that excites you and fills you with joy

For this one, I think it has got to be the idea of a holiday. But when the actual holiday actually comes around I spend it catching up on work. So idea of a holiday yes. Actual holiday. Not so much.

And! Black sesame ice cream. BEST STUFF IN THE WORLD I SWEAR. And ham and cheese croissants. BAAH. I could keep eating the stuff @_@ so bad. (cough) getting rounder (cough) SIGH. Food fills my tummy with joy. I want to get an ice cream maker. They're like. 200 bucks I think. Though I imagine, after I get one, and realizing how many eggs go in there, I'll be too mortified to make any for myself to eat. SO I'LL FEED EM TO ALL OF YOU (who are blissfully ignorant of the ingredients). This is like the carrot cake all over again. =)

I need to swim lots of laps when I come home. Ahem. I realized I like the idea of running. It’s the panting and heaving afterwards that I can’t handle. I have such low stamina its mortifying. So. If we were all being chased by a lion. We know who’ll die first yeah. Oh how I envy you giraffes (cough) LKM (cough) LERIDA (cough).

THE SEMESTER IS ALREADY ENDING. This is the part where I rant about it being semi depressing and it leading closer to me graduating, getting a job, and getting old. Oh the joy. BUT! I’ll not talk about that.

Anyway! Throughout the semester I’ve been constantly grateful at what great lecturers I got this round. I actually enrolled for my classes pretty late since I changed majors (and I got around to that pretty late too). Hurr. But yeah. When I was picking out my timetable and selecting what time to go for which class, I somehow ended up getting all the good lecturers. The hours were for the morning classes for some of ‘em. Initially I vouched for the morning classes since it was summer, and I was going to be drenched in sweat if I walked to school any time after 9am. So yeah. BLESSINGS IN DISGUISE I TELL YOU.

My friends tell me horror stories of their teachers. Classes that are supposed to run for 3 hours end after 15 minutes w/ little constructive feedback. (Since everybody complained, that teacher got deregistered or something along those lines) (STUDENT POWER BABY) And she gave everybody the same mark. Like. Cue bitching and ranting from HD students. Heh. And there's this other teacher w/ a British accent. From what I hear, he's pretty condescending/asks rhetorical questions (to his students) which he expects them to answer. Hnn.

I think I'll be chanting mantras over my time table for next semester hoping I get as lucky. @_@. Or blessed. Whatever you wanna call it.

Self control

Today, a guy in class told us of this wonderful application for macs called SELF CONTROL. I kid you not. That's what its called.

Anyway! What it does is prevents you from accessing certain websites (your choice e.g. Facebook etc. etc.) for a set period of time (your choice).

You put the sites on your black list and start the timer. And yeah. You can't access them at all during that time, and there's no way to terminate it. So you just have to wait for the timer to run down. I should've learned of this last year =.= It would have saved me a lot of stress.

This song has been on loop. Good stuff. =] On a random note. I realized that ignoring my leader's calls just because I am too scared to pick up is somewhat childish. COUGH. But really. I am too scared to pick up for fear of her righteous anger. Grin.

When chopping onions

Be prepared. Heh. Castle is an awesome series. I am so backlogged it isn't funny.

I remember last time when my bro and I used to play Maplestory, and when we met older players e.g. 20 and in university, we would go like “Woah! I played w/ this guy and he’s 20, and in university and all that shit.” And we’d somehow be super impressed or awed. (God knows why really. Its absurd looking back at it) Kids ya know.

Anyway! My housemate’s boyfriend plays Maple. He. Is 24. And now I’m thinking, WHAT ARE YOU DOING PLAYING MAPLE YOU OLD GEEZER. GO PLAY C.O.D OR SOMETHING. Granted, replaying Maplestory just to check out the new jobs is not TOO bad. BUT DOING IT ON A NORMAL SERVER?! The boy is too free I tell ya.